[Verse: Futuristic]
Yeah..
I’ve been seein’ all the comments
Like you should do a track with Logic homie
Fan dedicated to the music listen to it
Then they really got to know me
If I’m not the greatest then I’m on my way up
Swear it’s like the lay up and I’m not Jenobi
If you say you ready then you gotta show me
I spit it real this is not a story
No fable raps
Every time that my name attach
You know somebody gotta play it back
I really hate the fact that when fame attach
Everybody changin’ the way they act
And on tracks I’m a maniac
I’m aiming at them if they yappin’
Then don’t take it back
I’m running circles like a racing track
They takin’ at they see my style they remakin’ that
But I’m Futuristic the only one
Taking shots like a loaded gun
I’ma gift the Earth when I spit the verse
Like the holy son I’m the chosen one
Like Neo battle me it won’t be fun
Rounds won by you there won’t be one
Every line that I drop make the crowd go wild
You be in your head thinkin’ man I hope he done but never that
I’ve been rappin’ since a kid nigga I could barely count
Now I’m livin’
I got seven figures makin’ interests up in my bank account
Standin’ behind my bars if I get locked up then I’m breakin’ out
Treat you like it’s a to go order
If you comin’ at me you get taken out
That’s real
One take Timmy
Man that’s exicution
Independent niggas that’s a revolution
That boy is a problem ain’t no resolution
I be stuntin’ on these haters call that Flexicution
Whoo
Flexicution
Flexicution
I be stuntin’ on these haters man that’s Flexicution
Whoo
Bitch